The mountains are stacked, the mist is shrouded, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

A stream of sword light swept over Mo Ci's head like a meteor, and from time to time there was a burst of laughter and slapstick, which was very lively.

It is clear that the front mountain is still covered in silver, and the snow is covered, but the back mountain is a vibrant scene.

Even if Mo Ci had seen such a scene thousands of times in Fang Yunlang's memory, he still couldn't help but feel like a world away.

She was in a trance for a moment.

Soon, though, she came to her senses.

The back mountain looks full of flowers, and there is inevitably dirt and dirt hidden in the back.

The cruelty of the cultivation realm will not be curtailed by the environment.

Back then, Fang Yunlang only had a gap with an inner disciple, which led to the tragic death of his parents.

A few verbal battles can lead to the destruction of a family.

Mo Ci didn't think that cultivating in the back mountain would be easier than the front mountain.

What's more, she is only refining the sixth layer of qi now, and she is still a long way away from building the foundation, so she can only temporarily covet the aura of the back mountain.

She followed the route, passed through the Zongmen Square, and was about to embark on the fork in the road to Tianchi Peak, when she was suddenly stopped.

"Hey, that handyman in front, where are you going with your things?"

The voice of Hang'er Langdang came from behind Mo Ci.

When Mo Ci turned around, he saw three inner disciples dressed in black standing not far away with their nostrils on their backs, their chests crossed, with a look of disdain.

Mo Ci swept it with his divine sense, and found that he couldn't see the cultivation of the three people, so he knew that they were at least the seventh level of qi refining.

She bowed her hand: "The miscellaneous disciples of the Five Grain Hall have been ordered to go to Tianchi Peak to deliver food. ”

"You're from Wugutang?"

The handsome-looking inner disciple in the middle raised his eyebrows, and his gaze fell on the food box in Mo Ci's hand.

Mo Ci nodded.

"Open the lid and let's see what's inside." Another said.

Mo Ci hesitated, but still opened the food box and let them take a look.

Her speed was very fast, and it was only a matter of seconds to close the food box, but the unique fragrance of spiritual food still wafted out.

The three inner disciples swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, and there was a little more greed in their disdainful eyes.

Mo Ci's fingers holding the food box couldn't help but force a little harder.

"Stinky handyman, what are you doing here! Don't roll out yet! ”

"That's it, get away, don't get in the way of the master's eyes!"

"Miscellaneous servants are miscellaneous servants, born cheap, stupid to death!"

The three of them suddenly turned their faces and pointed at Mo Ci is roar.

Mo Ci breathed a sigh of relief instead.

I even felt funny in my heart.

It's her who is overthinking.

The food box in her hand contained the spiritual food hand-picked by the Baiyun Cave Master of Tianchi Peak, and no matter how bold these people were, they didn't dare to grab the head of a Jindan monk.

But their covetousness for spiritual food is not fake.

So they can't go berserk and can only vent their anger on her.

Mo Ci left behind the foul language of those people and raised his feet and stepped onto the fork in the road to Tianchi Peak.

Tianchi Peak is named because there is a warm pool on the peak, the cave of the peak master Linzhou Zhenren is on the side of the Tianchi Pond at the top of the peak, the cave of the rest of the cave master is in the middle of the mountainside, and the cave of each disciple is located under the mountainside.

When Mo Ci arrived at the foot of Tianchi Peak, he suddenly felt that the air around him was a lot moister.

Walking up the mountain path, I met the disciple of Tianchi Peak in a short time.

They saw Mo Ci dressed in gray and leave her without squinting, treating her as air.

Mo Ci originally wanted to find someone to find out where the cave of the Baiyun Cave Lord was located, but when he saw this, he could only say nothing and salute them to leave.

After sending off the three waves of people, Mo Ci finally met the first disciple who had good intentions towards her.

The girl was wearing the red robe of a disciple in the foundation building period, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and two long braids hanging obediently on her chest.

"I've met Senior Sister, I'm ...... Wugutang"

"You're a disciple who came to deliver food to the Lord of Baiyun Cave." The girl interrupted Mo Ci with a smile.

"Exactly."

"Then you come with me, and I'll take you to the master."

After the girl finished speaking, she jumped up and walked towards the mountain.

Only then did Mo Ci realize that the girl was a disciple of the Lord of Baiyun Cave, and he was waiting for her here.

She followed the girl up for another moment of incense, then turned the way to the flat avenue beside the stairs, and in a short time she saw an attic built against the mountain.

The attic is simple and elegant, exuding majesty.

Before Mo Ci got closer, he already felt a strong sense of oppression.

"Mo Ci, give me the food box, you wait here first." Song Ling'er spread her hands.

On the way, Mo Ci exchanged names with Song Ling'er, and also knew that Song Ling'er was the eldest disciple of the Lord of Baiyun Cave.

Mo Ci handed her the food box, "Thank you, senior sister." ”

Song Ling'er smiled and happily entered the cave with the food box in her hand.

She didn't let Mo Ci wait for a long time, and came back with the empty food box after a while.

In addition to the food box, she also had a seal in her hand, and the seal had the seal of the Baiyun Cave Lord.

Mo Ci carefully put the seal into the storage bag, said goodbye to Song Ling'er, and thanked the other party again.

Song Ling'er smiled and waved her hand, "No need to be polite, we will meet often in the future." ”

Mo Ci was stunned.

"Master and I went out on a trip some time ago, collected a lot of ingredients, and waited for Chef Wu to show off his skills." Song Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled, "And my master and Chef Wu are old friends, and he specially asked Master to take care of the disciples who came to deliver the food." ”

Mo Ci didn't know how to react for a while, and the round and gentle smiling face of the master appeared in front of him.

"Mo Ci, remember to say hello to Chef Wu for my master when you go back."

Mo Ci took a deep breath and nodded heavily, "I will." ”

Because he had something in mind, Mo Ci did not delay on the road and returned to the front mountain as quickly as possible.

She first went to Wugutang to hand over the empty food box and stamps, and immediately went to find Wood.

Wood was lying in the hall of the small courtyard at this time, admiring the snow outside the window.

He was not surprised to see Mo Ci rushing in against a snowstorm, and stretched out his finger to point to the hot tea on the table, "Drink some hot and warm up." ”

Mo Ci complied, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea, then sat down with the teacup in his hand and took a sip.

The heat of the tea slowly rose, blocking Mo Ci's eyes.

"You ......"

Mo Ci wanted to speak and stopped.

Her experience since she was a child only told a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

But no one taught her how to repay the kindness of others.

Wood was still lying leisurely on the chaise longue, and when he heard Mo Ci's words, his posture remained unchanged, and he even closed his eyes comfortably.

"The master of Baiyun Cave is good, and several of his disciples are also good children."

He had no head and no brain, but Mo Ci understood.

Wood was already thinking about a future for her.

She has no foundation, and even if she enters the back mountain through the foundation, it will be difficult to find a good master.

Wood asked Mo Ci to deliver food to the Baiyun Cave Master, so that she could have more contact with the Baiyun Cave Master and his disciples, so that Mo Ci's path to apprenticeship would be smoother.

It's a future that even Mo Ci hasn't thought about, but Wood has already planned for her in advance.

Mo Ci frowned slightly and covered his heart.

Her heart seemed to be beating a little too fast.